He knows.... somehow.

"Are you crazy?!?!" Mum exclaimed as she stepped into my room after she overheard my conversation with Dr. White.
"Are you having a child out of wedlock? I demand to know who the father is!" She shouted, unable to contain her anger.

"Mum! Calm down, please! I don't want the whole household to know about this!"  I hushed.
"It's Nicholas." I replied reluctantly.
"What?!" Mum was shocked.
"My goodness! What are you going to do about this?" She asked anxiously.
"Nothing! I just wanna keep the baby. It doesn't matter if we are together or not." I replied.
"No, it does! You are carrying a royal heir! It's not a small matter, do you know that?" Mum said worryingly.
"I know, but I don't want this pregnancy to the reason we get married! I want spend my entire with someone whom I could trust my whole life with." I explained.
"You don't trust him?" She asked.
"Not entirely, I suppose." I replied. Mum let out a heavy sigh. She pondered for a moment.

"I want you to go back to Singapore and stay put there, right now. You gotta leave. Or the paparazzis are going to find out about this!" Mum replied with a sense of urgency.
"I need to settle Gareth first. I'm not leaving until he's fine." I firmly replied.
"No no no! I'll take care of him, you, leave. Dr. White take her back." Mum instructed.
"I said, I'm not leaving!" I held my place.

"My dear daughter, you don't have time. You stomach is going to show very well soon. You got to leave." Mum tried hard to persuade me.
"I'll manage." I replied. Mum let out another sigh and gave me a hug.
"Whatever you want to do, I know I cannot talk you out of it anymore." She finally said.
"Dr. White, please, please take good care of my daughter." She asked.

"I will." Dr. White replied.

After a short talk with mum, the entourage gathered at the airport and boarded the airplane. The security was so tight, the paparazzis had no chance.
Nicholas appeared at the airport with a simple backpack. "I'm coming with you."
I just nodded and so the three of us, with the two Doctors and some personal attendants, boarded the plane and took off into the dark night.

However, rumors did begin to spread like wildfire on the mystery of Gareth being carried up into the plane on a stretch with Nicholas alongside Priscilla who had wrapped herself with a huge cape.

The entourage arrived in the secluded Scottish house by the mountains, Dr. Nelson had performed the hypnosis and everyone turned in except Dr. White and Dr. Nelson and the attendants taking turns to keep a look out for Gareth.

The next morning, I was up early by the table having breakfast.
Nicholas walked in and ran towards me and took my coffee cup away.
"No coffee for you. Drink this." He said as he poured me a cup of milk.
"No, I hate those for morning drinks." I said, as I tried to grab my coffee cup back.
"No! You are pregnant and --" He didn't finished the sentence that I knew he knew about my pregnancy.
"How did you know?" I asked coldly.
"Monique told me." He replied softly. I let out a heavy sigh.

Before I could speak any more, Gareth walked in.

"Good morning!" He said, as if nothing happened sat down and had a cup of coffee.
"Good morning, Gareth." I replied carefully, not to step on the wrong foot.
"What's up for this morning?" He asked.
"Nothing much. So are you going to finish the wedding collection?" I asked.
"Yeah, I will. I just had another idea for a gown." He said as Nicholas and I had tried to observe his every move and reaction.
"What's with you two? Did you two fight again?" Gareth asked. We looked at each other and acted normal.
"No we didn't. Just the usually morning bicker." Nicholas replied. I jabbed him.
"ah-huh~" He said, mouthing his toast.

Morning went on fine and so was the afternoon when we were observing him in his work studio.
"Gareth? Who is this gown for?" I ask casually when i lifted a veil of one of the covered gowns.
"This one?" He stood there and looked at it. Trying to remember.
"I can't remember. But I know is for someone I really love." He said slowing the pace of his speech. He sat there and stared hard at the gown. For the moment, I realised.
It's fine Gareth. You will remember some day, just not yet now." I replied. Gareth looked me in the eye as if searching for some answers.
I smiled. He seem understood. He smile back.
"Whatever it is, this gown is definitely going to fit my dream girl!" He replied jokingly. I smiled.

I just hope the therapy worked, but for now, it's hard to tell.